The grill, that is. I just sent the maid to Piggly Wiggly for a score of their finest New York strip steaks, and I don’t plan on sleeping ’til at least half of them are resting in my belly. Comfortably or not.
The key to such a feat is pacing. Put the first five down too fast, and you’re good for nothing but lying on your stomach for the rest of the day. No. I recommend no more than two per hour. Assuming you want to go the distance, that is.